Virgin Snow

“The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different.”

J.B. Priestly

PS Images courtesy of my husband, via his mobile phone 🙂

One Liner Wednesday


Ben Wyvis

We were walking across the Greig Street foot-bridge the other day, where my husband stopped half way along to capture a softly snow-capped Ben Wyvis with only one narrow ribbon of afternoon sunshine lifting the view.

Ben Wyvis is about 35 miles north of Inverness so is not always visible from the city – I really love the way everything looks dull blue-grey in this image apart from the highlighted mountain range itself 🙂

Winter Colours

For this weekend’s Weekly Prompt, Sue and GC were asking – what is the colour of a winter’s day? My ideal answer would be blue and white, crisp crunchy frost or soft fluffy snow sparkling against a clear blue sky.

But here in Inverness lately we have been inundated with cold rain and biting winds, so my winter days so far this year have been mainly made up of dark greys and muddy browns. My garden has already been cleared down for the winter but I took my camera outside this morning to see what colours I could find to brighten the day…

And I found I still have purple and yellow chrysanthemums flowering, as well as the red and white flowers of the Hot Lips salvia. The holly is looking a beautifully shiny deep green, and my azalea buds finally losing the last of their autumnal finery are beginning to prepare for next year’s flowers.

So perhaps even in the dullest of grey days I need to remind myself it is always possible to find a bit of colour to brighten your world, as long as you take the time to look for it 🙂

Flower of the Day

Frozen Shoreline

Who Won the Week for me this week has to be the amazing cold weather. This weekend the UK has been blasted by Storm Darcy coming over from continental Europe, and although here in Inverness we don’t actually have any snow lying at the moment, this was the frozen shoreline this afternoon, walking along the rocks and seaweed at low tide. Although the salt in the seawater usually means it doesn’t ever freeze this close to the shore, today to my surprise everything below the high water mark was covered with a thin crumbly layer of ice, which looked really weird!

PS The last image shows part of the rotting wooden timbers of an old shipwreck only ever visible at low tide 🙂